当他们的目光相遇时,她并没有被吓到.她的嘴唇上弯起一丝冷笑.
这位财坛大佬荣家的继承人,怎么会浪费时间陪顾枫打高尔夫球呢?他手头有这么多时间,这几乎是荒谬的.
她开始担心,如果这种情况继续下去,他可能会对他的工作完全失去兴趣.在她的前世,他甚至没有时间参加她的演讲.
事实上,人们是不同的.
小公主一脸急切,陆群尴尬地咳嗽起来,手随意地搭在沈明的肩膀上.
"对不起,小公主.我刚刚和沈明敲定了一些关于华义案的事情.我们暂时无法与您讨论.你和少爷享受你们的游戏.我们有事要处理,所以我们现在就走.
顾风吓了一跳.就好像这个突然的转变让她失去了平衡.她转头看向身后的荣兆南.
荣兆南眯起眼睛,目光锐利.
他把手搭在顾枫的肩膀上,示意她退到一边.
"陆群,你不打算给我任何面子吗?"
陆群犹豫了.他可以无视他的哥哥,但不能无视这个男人.
毕竟,他为什么要在这里度过半个下午,和小公主一起打高尔夫球,而他可以做一些更有趣的事情呢?
就在陆群似乎在荣兆南的压力下要屈服的时候,沈明抬起两根手指,轻轻敲打着他的手臂,将他推到一边.她站在他面前,姿态威严.
她目光凶狠不屈,转向顾风说道:"我已经签到陆群的协议了.对不起,小冯,但看起来我在华一案上会领先于你.不过,继续努力吧,你做得很好.
她回头看了一眼,对陆群说道:"我们走吧.
沈明在荣兆南面前的胆子,让陆群笑了起来.他转向荣昭南,解释道:"少爷,我们稍后再商量.
当他们离开休息室时,顾峰看着他们的背影,她的嘴唇因难以置信而苍白.
她的助手无意中听到了一些消息,俯身对她耳语.
"顾小姐,沈小姐看来知道我们已经安排好了与陆先生见面.看来苏总可能泄露了信息.
"苏总?"顾枫问道,她的困惑显而易见.
助理摇摇头."好像是苏大总."
又是给顾风的一击.
沈明刚才从她身边经过的样子,带着如此优越的气息,是顾风无法摆脱的.
转身面对荣兆南,她感到泪水在眼眶中涌出.
"赵南,你看到了吧?你说我们应该和沈明公平竞争.但妈妈一直很偏爱她,我觉得我被推到了一边.也许我什至不应该接这个案子.
荣兆南的目光移向远方.他拍了拍她的肩膀,试图安慰她.
"华一案不会从陆群的帮助中受益.不要着急.沈明不会从中得到多少好处.
顾枫抬起头,惊讶但现在更有希望了."所以,我们不需要邀请陆群来打高尔夫球..."
荣兆南轻笑."不是你说你想练习你的技能吗?我把他带到这里来,作为你的练习伙伴.
顾风的脸上浮现出灿烂的笑容,她的心情瞬间高涨起来.
"好的,赵南.既然陆群已经走了,你不如跟我打一轮呢?
她的助手递给她一根高尔夫球杆,然后走过去,压低了声音.
"顾小姐,关于沈小姐的那个情况..."
顾风脸色一暗,声音此时冰冷.
"继续前进,但要小心.不要留下任何证据.
助理点点头."别担心.我很擅长这个.
Outside, Lu Qun knew he had just been used to help show off in front of the woman he was dealing with.
"You promised to buy me a drink sometime," he said with a smile.
Shen Ming responded, "Naturally."
After parting ways with Lu Qun, Shen Ming walked outside to find her car waiting. At the entrance, she saw Xiao Wu arriving late, holding two cups of coffee.
"Miss Shen," he greeted.
She took a sip from one of the cups, then looked at him.
"Are you leaving now? What about the case?"
"The case has been handled. I need you to arrange a meeting."
"Who with?"
"Lu Qun's brother, Lu Fan."
It wasn't easy to get in touch with him. A few days later, Shen Ming found out that Rong Zhaonan had meddled behind the scenes.
Later that evening, after the game at the golf course ended, Shen Ming returned home to the Su residence.
The house was empty, with even Su Ning not at home. She casually asked the housekeeper.
The housekeeper hesitated.
"Madam went to the Rong residence next door."
"Next door? For what?"
Knowing Shen Ming's temperament, the housekeeper finally confessed.
"It seems Mrs. Rong invited Miss Gu Feng and Madam to dinner."
Mrs. Rong had invited Gu Feng and Su Ning over for dinner, but Shen Ming wasn't included, even though she had been staying in the Su residence recently.
"Are Mrs. Su and Mrs. Rong close?" Shen Ming asked.
The housekeeper didn't know how to answer.
"They've had meals together a few times… Mrs. Rong seems to like Miss Gu Feng a lot."
The housekeeper's hints were subtle, but the message was clear. Shen Ming realized the significance—Mrs. Rong clearly favored Gu Feng.
After dinner, Shen Ming went to the balcony to read, but her mind wandered. She picked up a cup of water and realized the housekeeper had mistakenly brought her the wrong drink.
She called the housekeeper over.
The housekeeper finally realized the mistake.
"Sorry, I forgot. This is Miss Gu Feng's usual order. I thought you'd like it too…"
Shen Ming frowned, annoyed.
"You don't know my taste? Don't you work here for years?"
The housekeeper, startled, answered, "Over ten years now."
"So, you've watched Gu Feng grow up? You've been here since she first came to the Su family? If you like taking care of her so much, you can go ahead and do that. Quit the Su residence. Pack your things and leave tomorrow."
Shen Ming stood up, collected her book, and walked away without another word.
Behind her, the housekeeper was left trembling in shock, unsure where she had gone wrong.
After taking a shower, Shen Ming sat down to read again, but she couldn't focus. The housekeeper's words echoed in her mind. Mrs. Rong seemed very fond of Gu Feng.
In her previous life, they hadn't interacted much, but she remembered well that Mrs. Rong had always disliked her.
Now she realized how much she had lost at the starting line.
Just then, her phone rang.
She picked it up, and her thoughts cleared. It was a call from Rong Zhaonan.
"What is it?" Shen Ming's voice was cold as she answered.
On the other end, Rong Zhaonan took a drag from his cigarette, his tone leisurely.
"Shen Ming, you've got guts."